Thursday, July 2, 2009

I'm Yours

I first heard this song about a night ago, and I fell absolutely in love with it. What more to melt a heart than a soft acoustic serenade saying 'I'm Yours', or having your partner being there for you through it all, and still letting you know that you're still 'a soldier in your(their) eyes' even when you're at your weakest?

Even though you know you may not have the softest touch, say the words as such, though you may not look like much, be rough around the edges or you never feel like you're quite enough, that person's still always there - healing the scars over time, embracing your soul and loving your mind.

Somehow, I think you know growing old feels fine when your other half loves the lines on your face and still loves the look in your eyes. =)

Okay, enough of my talk, I'm sorry I can't find any official videos to this song, this was the best one already, but it's the song that really matters, do take a listen, I've placed a copy of the lyrics just after the video, oh yes, remember to just pause the song playing on the blog! (it's at the bottom of the right sidebar) I hope you guys will love this song as much as I do!

Love,Raxsiel

I dedicate this to you, I know this song will speak to your heart.

I'm Yours

You've touched these tired eyes of mineAnd mapped my face out line by lineAnd somehow growing old feels fineI listen close for I'm not smartYou wrap your thoughts and works of artAnd there hanging on the walls of my heart.

I may not have the softest touchI may not say the words as suchAnd though I may not look like muchI'm yours.

And though my edge is maybe roughI never feel I'm quite enoughAnd it may not seem like very muchBut I'm yours.

You healed these scars over timeEmbraced my soul, you loved my mindYou're the only angel in my life.

The day the news came, my best friend diedMy knees went weak, and you saw me crySay I'm still the soldier in your eyes.

I may not have the softest touchI may not say the words as suchAnd though I may not look like muchI'm yours.

And though my edge is maybe roughI never feel I'm quite enoughAnd it may not seem like very muchBut I'm yours.

I may not have the softest touchI may not say the words as suchAnd though I don't fit in that muchBut I'm yours.